Texture and Age = Timeless Beauty

It's been a few days since my last post ~ and I had some very sweet friends tell me they missed seeing something every day ~ thank you!

I'm in a hurry this morning but wanted to share a few of my very favorite things, just Simple Joys really, nothing of value or importance, but little beauties in my eyes.

I found these gold leaf medallions a few years ago in a thrift store. So old and fragile, crackly and flaking, very faintly stamped Italy on the back, but I love them. I love the texture and the age. I love that someone else loved them enough to save them all these years.

I love these old wooden pieces too. Barely holding together, dry and brittle with age, but someone loved these enough to save them for another who would come along and cherish them ~ me. The one in the back was in my Dad's junk drawer ~ he was a collector of "stuff" as well.

I've noticed that most everything that is truly beautiful to me is old, cracked, withered, peeling, flaking, it has a HISTORY... and yet WE are so afraid to get old. We try our best to look young, we don't want anyone to see the age and the texture of our lives, but that's what makes us beautiful. That's what makes us interesting and unique. I turned 40 a few months back ~ I have a few silver hairs among the dark brown ~ the wrinkles are yet to come, but I don't dread them. They mean that I have lived life, I have loved life, and I will enjoy all that life has to give...

Have a beautifully blessed day ~ and life.

~*~